Moreover, the facts are proceeding as he designed.
This feeling of having everything at the palm of your hand made Ji Wu a little intoxicated.
After pouring a full cup of tea and taking a seat leisurely, Ji Wu watched the video broadcast live on the twelfth floor, feeling the silence in the communication machine with a touch of teasing in his eyes.
"General Marine, are you dissatisfied with the game I arranged?"
"No, I'm very satisfied." A familiar and calm voice came from the communication machine.
The sudden voice suddenly solidified the leisurely look on Ji Wu's face.
Wei Meifeng, who was just about to serve tea, raised his eyebrows and finally looked at the communication machine, with some interest finally flashing in his cold eyes.
Mushe, who was dozens of kilometers away, was stunned. He gently took the communicator from his ear and turned it over to look at it.
A button-shaped metal patch is tightly attached to the back of the communicator, and the edge is shining with a light green luster.
so……
All this was expected by General Lu Ze.
But, where is Lu Ze?
Mushe raised his head blankly and looked at the faded old TV tower in front of him.
At this moment, he was in a trance and went back to the scene when he went on a mission and met Lu Ze that night.
Why is this feeling so familiar...
…
…
"No, I'm satisfied."
Lu Ze stood in front of the glass door, casually pressing the earphone on his right ear, tapping lightly on the glass door with two fingers, looking flatly inside, when the man in leather holding an ebony scabbard suddenly turned around.
Lu Ze smiled and nodded, slightly flexing the index and middle fingers of his right hand, and then landed on the glass facade again amid the trembling white air waves.
boom--
The entire glass, which was more than four square meters, instantly shattered into mist. Only in the area pointed by Lu Ze's fingertips, a white wave shot out like a sharp arrow, passing straight across a span of twenty meters and hitting the leather-clad man's eyebrows.
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Ying 229's pupils shrank to pinpoints in an instant.
Just when his six-sided and eight-pointed Tang sword was unsheathed, a white wave was already approaching in front of the exploded glass door.
Hold the scabbard downward, twist the knife and lift it up.
Completely inconsistent with his previous indifference and silence, Ying 229 showed his extraordinary qualities as a seventh-level warrior at this moment.
A stunning cold light flashed through the air, and the thick and solid blade struck the white waves fiercely.
Then, all the capillaries on the surface of the skin of Ying 229’s hands...
exploded at the same time.
A piece of blood mist was mixed with the white air waves that spread out, and he was knocked back two meters by the momentum!
Two deep marks were plowed under the feet.
Only the six-sided and octagonal Tang sword that was finally unsheathed and equipped with a keel still shone with cold light, and its edge remained unstained by dust.
"A good knife."
In the swirling dust mist, the light gray windbreaker was gently rolled by the disorderly airflow, and Lu Ze walked out with one hand in his pocket.
"A Ming, we are going home." The gentle voice flowed through my heart like a clear spring.
Lu Ming, who was sitting on the iron chair, looked up in disbelief. The moment he saw that familiar tall figure, he was extremely excited.
"elder brother!"
Lu Ze nodded gently, then looked at Ying 229 who was bouncing on the ground, and said the classic line that had been rehearsed countless times in Ji Wu's heart:
"I only give you one chance..."
"Surrender, or death?"
Ying 229's eyes were cold, and when he turned his wrist, the blade of the sword made a sound like a dragon's roar.
The 90 centimeter blade, but at this moment, a faint blade light appeared, and it rolled out with the power to cut off the dust.
This knife can break bullets, cut steel armor, and kill giant beasts.
In the path of swordsmanship, Shadow 229 is enough to establish a sect in any city.
How could such people change their beliefs because of Lu Ze's few words?
The moment I heard those words, in addition to anger, there was also a crazy fighting spirit in my heart.
"die!"
With a loud shout, the light of the sword in Ying 229's hand skyrocketed by half a meter again, and the blade was divided into three parts with the force of invasion.
The Twelve Swordsmanship of Tang Dynasty·Fantasy Sword!
This is a forbidden move in the martial arts he learned.
This knife is designed to attack the vital points of the human body. Once the knife is hit, there is no chance of survival.
Lu Ze's gentle eyes when he looked at his younger brother turned silently indifferent at this moment, and a phantom of a phoenix flashed in the depths of his pupils.
The figure did not retreat but moved forward. As he stepped forward gently, the surface of the windbreaker suddenly vibrated and emitted countless dust particles.
then……
In Ying 229's shocked eyes, the moment Lu Ze stepped forward with his right foot and landed, his figure was also split into three!
passing through.
It's like superimposed movie scenes.
Three figures made three movements.
The right hand holds the flowing clouds like water, picking up dozens of white waves in the mid-air and folding them to the left.
The edge of the palm was submerged in the sword light.
At this moment, it seemed like several forging machines were hitting the blade at high frequency at the same time.
The already terrifying huge force was stacked together and released in an instant, carrying an unrivaled momentum.
Starting from the tip of the knife, to the handle of the knife, and then to Ying 229's palm and wrist holding the handle of the knife, they were simultaneously shaken to the point of blur.
The blood vessels and cartilage in the wrist simply cannot bear such pain.
With a mournful cry, the [Hanling] Tang Dao came out of his hand.
Along with it, Shadow 229 swung out to the left.
Lu Ze took another step forward, clenched his left hand into a fist, and stared indifferently at the figure passing in front of him.
At this moment, the back hem of the windbreaker was suddenly lifted up by a chaotic wave of air!
"I don't like to restrain my hands."
"It's just that you really angered me this time."
In Lu Ze's surging sea of star source consciousness, 200 units of star source power instantly melted.
Instead, there was a fist that was like a meteorite crashing through the sky, carrying a spiraling air wave, and instantly crashed through a distance of half a meter.
boom!
The shock wave suddenly spread vertically from the edge of the fist and spread out with unparalleled momentum.
In mid-air, the entire back of Shadow 229 suddenly bulged out by nearly fifteen centimeters, suddenly flew backward ten meters, and was heavily embedded on the opposite wall like a mural.
His angry eyes were full of shock.
This punch penetrated the limit of his nervous reaction and preserved all his expressions during his lifetime.
Dust fell softly.
A corpse was smashed into the solid thick wall poured with concrete.
Buzz.
The six-sided and octagonal Tang knife with a cold luster was inserted diagonally into the ground.
Lu Ze's three-dimensional figure dissipated and merged into one after the killing fist with true anger was struck. He gently leaned over and pulled out the Tang Dao, a masterpiece made by a master.
"What a good knife."
He casually slashed to the side.
The sword glowed and sparks flew everywhere.
The layers of iron chains tied up on Lu Ming's body split into two.
"A Ming, we are going home."
Lu Ze walked out calmly.
Um!
Lu Ming's heart was filled with excitement. Anyone who saw this miraculous scene would be amazed and captivated by it.
His brother once again showed his side that was like a god descending to earth in front of him!
If the previous experience was a seed planted by Lu Ze for him, then this moment was the rain sprinkled by Lu Ze, giving Lu Ming the motivation to finally move towards becoming a strong man!
Outside the door, a large figure rushed out.
It was a figure also wearing a leather jacket.
A dozen guns were raised.
There is no need to say more about the scene inside.
Pull the trigger, and dozens of tongues of fire will spit out.
Lu Ze held the knife and flower across his side, looked out the door, and raised his head indifferently...
